You had gone to a New Year’s party at an old high school classmate’s house with your best friend in order to distract yourself from your recent breakup. It was awkward at first, as your friend went somewhere with his partner and you had ended up alone in a corner, red solo cup in hand. This was exactly why you never went to big parties like this, but this time you were determined to have fun.

And so you found yourself increasingly inebriated after about half an hour before you decided to look for somewhere to sit down. Then, as you headed for an empty chair, someone gently grabbed your arm. You turned around with a small smile, hoping to see your friend, but instead you were now face to face with a complete stranger.

“Hey. Wanna dance?” he asked, close to your ear. The guy was well built, not not way-over-the-top muscular. He had a nice face, dark brown eyes, and his lashes were a bit on the longer side. He wasn’t much taller than you, but there was a noticeable difference.

You find yourself staring almost a second too long, realizing the guy is still waiting for your response.